The Dragon King
Lucas Voskopoulos
Eighteen f*****g months of deep excavation in South America and Egypt. Those were the possible places that the ancient book has referred to.
Their hands remained empty. Not even a sliver of dust from the said tomb. It was a f*****g needle in huge bundles of haystacks.
To add more salt to injury, during his absence, there were raids and thievery on the kingdom's treasury.
The renegades and rogues became bolder. Some managed to get away with bars of gold and silver. Though it did not dent his riches, it still irked. A nuisance and it grated on his nerves.
Dragon vaults had been hidden for centuries. What riches they managed to rob from him at the treasury was nothing. What it managed to do was piss him off.
If not for the ground troops
